BATGIRL: okay..the ropemaster it is
ROPEMASTER: well...that's ok...we all started sometime
BATGIRL: my costume is molded to fit my body, made of a material impervious to most substances known to man
ROPEMASTER: didn't you say you had that armor type of costume?
BATGIRL: it's a dark gray
BATGIRL: yeah..pretty much..yes
BATGIRL: a bit more malleable, but armorlike
ROPEMASTER: gonna be a bear removing it, huh?
BATGIRL: my boot heels are lined lengthwise with blades, imperceptible
BATGIRL: hip belt..utility belt
BATGIRL: and cowl..not sure what that's made of..haven't thought that one through
BATGIRL: actually, the leg and hand portions are separate overlapping pieces
BATGIRL: made of the same material
ROPEMASTER: not really that important...just wanted to get a mental picture...sort of like what Alicia Silverstone wore in Batman IV
BATGIRL: unh hunh..and what is your attire like?
BATGIRL: fair's fair
ROPEMASTER: basic black body suit....black kid leather gloves....black boots....
BATGIRL: like a black riddler costume
ROPEMASTER: equipment belt....special bracers ....
ROPEMASTER: accenting is of rope at the shoulders...and wrists....and biceps....
ROPEMASTER: half-hood face mask
BATGIRL: okay..now..i need to ask you a few questions.i think we talked about this
ROPEMASTER: and a wise idea! don't want any misunderstandings here
BATGIRL: do you want me to act as I think Batgirl would? or do you want me to just basically give in eventually and enjoy having sex with you?
ROPEMASTER: hmmmm....interesting question
ROPEMASTER: act as you would act
ROPEMASTER: play her as you want to play her
BATGIRL: cause as I see it..Batgirl wouldn't willingly be pleased to be orgasming at the hands of a villain
ROPEMASTER: personally....I see bg protesting verbally...but secretly a bondage nympho!
BATGIRL: ooooh..really? hmmmmm
BATGIRL: I think Batgirl has deep-seated sexual desires, but her strong moral code would never be overtaken by her need for pleasure
ROPEMASTER: sure...you know...always facing villains that she KNOWS are tougher than her...just so she would get captured...gives her a thrill
BATGIRL: that's just my take on it
BATGIRL: how do you know she wants to get captured? how do you know MY Batgirl would get captured?
ROPEMASTER: right...her deep dark desire for bondage and domination...of course, she would never admit it...but still she is a thrill junkie and thrives on danger!!
ROPEMASTER: well...that's MY take (you asked!) lol
BATGIRL: or maybe just fearless and not sensible about what is reasonable for her to undertake by herself? lol
BATGIRL: okay...you need to start..i'm not good at this..yet
ROPEMASTER: and...why do you think she is that way? hmmmmm?? ;-)
BATGIRL: because she likes to be overpowered

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ROPEMASTER: ok....a series of crimes have been occurring lately. Beautiful women have been disappearing
ROPEMASTER: now...everyone expected 'normal' kidnapping...but not all have been rich
ROPEMASTER: anyway....after a while the police eventually finds them...mainly because they have been left in public places
ROPEMASTER: always bound and gagged...usually in very suggestive ways....usually naked....they spoke of being captured and bound and toyed with by a man in black
ROPEMASTER: *ok
BATGIRL: After interviewing the victims, Batgirl is able to put together a fairly good description of who is responsible for the crimes
BATGIRL: she keeps her suspicions to herself, however, because her need to know what motivates this particular criminal would be fed only by coming face to face with him...she does not want him apprehended by the police before she can get to him
ROPEMASTER: and they speak of a sadistic brute...and how he did unspeakable (!!) things to them...binding them this way and that...toying with them...seeming to get pleasure from seeing them bound and helpless...in seeing them struggle and hearing them moan*
BATGIRL: as she hears their stories, along with feeling the horror of his sadistic torment of his victims, she gets a titillating feeling that makes her uncomfortable
ROPEMASTER: they also speak (secretly just to you...as woman to woman) how they felt...turned on after a while by their treatment at his hands
ROPEMASTER: asking for more details about where they were taken, none knew...however, they did speak of darkness...large room filled with bondage apparatuses....and the smell of the ocean
ROPEMASTER: some remembered hearing seagulls...and other's the whistles of boats*
BATGIRL: Batgirl realizes that these things could mean only that their captor had held them in the wharf area of town, an area filled with abandoned warehouses, shipping freighters, and conveniently devoid of people
BATGIRL: She hops onto her Batcycle, heading down to the wharf district, armed with her utility belt and determined to find the criminal responsible for violating these women.
ROPEMASTER: of course the city is up in arms! the women of the city demanding that the mayor and police commissioner do something about the person who is called, apparently, "The Ropemaster"....but Batman and Robin are out of town, and not expected back for several weeks....it's up to BATGIRL to stop this vile villain!! *
BATGIRL: There are only three warehouses on the docks that are not leased to shipping companies, and she begins her search there, finding nothing in the first two.
BATGIRL: The third warehouse, though seemingly empty, has been visited recently.
ROPEMASTER: Of course, I knew that Batman and Robin were out of town. Just as I knew that such a crime would come to your attention. I also knew that the women would mention the fact about their being held in a warehouse .... so I am , of course, expecting you!
BATGIRL: Shining her batlight onto the concrete floor, she can see a set of footprints in the dust, with a wider trail behind and off to the side, leading to a bolted metal door at the back of the building.*
ROPEMASTER: I watch you via closed circuit TV...the cameras hidden about the warehouse *
BATGIRL: Unaware that I'm being watched, I sense immediate danger, but continue, using the strength of my well-toned body to force the bolt upward, unlocking the metal door. It creaks as it slides open, sticking...leaving an entry just big enough for me to squeeze through, into another darkened room. Shining my batlight in patches throughout the room reveals walls covered in chains, tables outfitted with various torture devices, and finally a woman, shackled to two bars, hands and feet, her head covered with a hood, obviously unconscious.
ROPEMASTER: at the end of the room you see a set of stairs .... leading downwards into deep blackness. You hear the faint humming of machinery. You move to the woman....and remove the hood....and discover that she is a mannequin!! The door behind you slams shut, the bolt locking home! *
BATGIRL: Spinning quickly, my hands poised to face an attacker, I see no one in the room, but a flashlight search of the room reveals a small infrared camera in a far corner.*
ROPEMASTER: you also note that the torture devices aren't real...but flimsy props...the chains are of cheap make....
ROPEMASTER: the room is nothing but a stage! *
BATGIRL: My mind is reeling, quickly trying to piece it all together, realizing too late that this has all been a ploy to get to me. Mentally, I berate myself for being so careless and wait to face my captor.*
ROPEMASTER: I watch you looking at the one camera...but not detecting the other in the left eye of the mannequin. I press a button....and you feel more than hear a rumbling sound!
ROPEMASTER: You turn to see the wall that with the door that you just entered moving....towards you! Threatening to crush you against the far wall. The dungeon props snap like kindling as the wall crushes forward
BATGIRL: Realizing I now have no choice, I make my way down the stairs into the darkness, my flashlight only powerful enough to cut through the darkness to illuminate the steps before me.*
ROPEMASTER: suddenly the stairs shift...and the stairwell turns into a giant slide! Your feet slide out from under you and you slide furiously downwards ..... curves in the slide tossing you violently from side to side as you rocket downwards into the darkness! *
BATGIRL: trying desperately to keep myself from sliding, my feet and hands desperately trying to get hold on the slippery edges of the slide, I become disoriented, as I tumble into the darkness for what seems like hours*
ROPEMASTER: your flashlight lost from your grip, you see it's beams shining off the bright metal as it tumbles downwards....
ROPEMASTER: finally ...you see a light...an opening....
ROPEMASTER: the opening as you get closer is covered with.....something....not solid....what??
ROPEMASTER: you shoot towards the opening ..... and only at the last moment discover that it is netting....that you tumble into ...that wraps around you as you fly into space in the bright room...seeing the floor far below you! *
BATGIRL: Disoriented, but undaunted and unafraid, I quickly scan the walls for signs of my captor, taunting him, defying him or her to show themselves to me.*
ROPEMASTER: you tumble downwards....flailing for anything to stop your fall...but only tangling yourself further in the net....finally, just before you hit the floor, you are stopped short by the netting! It was fastened to the ceiling! Now you dangle in the room, wrapped in the net
BATGIRL: I quickly take my heel and slice through the netting in a swift movement, allowing myself to tumble onto the cold concrete floor, landing crouched, looking around to get my bearings.*
ROPEMASTER: I watch this through the hidden cameras. Taking measure of you. Learning of your little tricks. Only wanting to keep you off balance right now.
ROPEMASTER: "Greetings Batgirl! I was wondering when you would arrive" you hear my voice booming into the room from a loud speaker
BATGIRL: "Wow! All this for meeee?" I purr back at you. "You shouldn't have!" I laugh softly.
BATGIRL: "If you wanted a game of cat and mouse, all you had to do was call..." I say laughing..mocking you...*
ROPEMASTER: "I know. But, where would be the fun in that?" *
BATGIRL: I laugh, scanning the room for the camera locations, looking for a blind spot, backing into a corner of the room apparently not in the field of vision of any camera.*
ROPEMASTER: I move from my control room...and to the door that leads to the room you are in. Time to face you, villain to heroine, and take your measure. I enter the room. A large man, dressed entirely in black. But moving with a certain grace that defies his size. The grace of a warrior. *
BATGIRL: I smile slyly, knowing I've gotten what I wanted, kept you off guard enough to show yourself. My eyes never turn from your gaze as you enter the room.
ROPEMASTER: "So. I finally meet the Dark Damsel of Gotham City! It will be a pleasure to get my ropes upon you!" I laugh. *
BATGIRL: "And the other women? All to get to me?" I ask.*
ROPEMASTER: "Just you and me now, Batgirl. Just what I have been hoping for....planning for!", I chuckle. "Yes. They were fun to play with, but my goal has always been you!" *
BATGIRL: As I hear your words, a tingle runs through my body, my nipples hardening involuntarily, a twitch in my clitoris, reactions which I despise, try to surpress to no avail. "Boy, I feel so special!" I say, beginning to back away from you, your gaze just beginning to unnerve me slightly.*
ROPEMASTER: "I wanted something more of a challenge. I wanted to ... ahhhh...PLAY with a superheroine! And, you fit the bill perfectly for me to test my abilities" I say as I slowly move towards you...still cautiously, aware of your martial skills. *
BATGIRL: Backing towards the center of the room, you mirroring my steps, I near the net, and climb quickly up the rope, my arms pulling myself along the rope up to the top of the room.*
ROPEMASTER: I smile up at you.
ROPEMASTER: "Very good, Batgirl!" I touch a button on my belt control box, and the rope releases from the ceiling....and you fall to a heap at my feet, the netting once again tangling you up *
BATGIRL: I squirm to get out of the netting, this time to no avail. My feet are too entangling to maneuver the blades in my boots. I look at you, frustrated, exasperated, and sigh. I say nothing.*
ROPEMASTER: "Well...this is almost too easy!" I say as I move up to you. I take hold of the netting and twist it, flipping you over onto your belly...pulling you closer to me...tightening the net about you *
BATGIRL: I buck and squirm, now truly indignant, not afraid, more annoyed that you seem to be getting the best of me. Forcing my legs up with all my strength I manage to kick you in groin the with the force of a truck, laughing as I watch you double over, releasing the grip on the net enough for me to squirm free.*
ROPEMASTER: I quickly catch my breath again...and move back a bit...rubbing my sore crotch. "Ohhhhh...perhaps I was wrong about it being too easy" I grin at you *
BATGIRL: I laugh, knowing it was that comment that gave me the will to fight you. Knowing I now have no exit from the room, I crouch, maintaining a fighting stance, daring you to come at me.*
ROPEMASTER: We look at each other....waiting for the other to make the first move. Slowly encircling each other...neither making the first move. Both waiting for the right opening to strike first. *
BATGIRL: With the stealth of a cheetah, I whip my heel into the air, hitting you squarely in the jaw, knocking you off balance so that you fly back into the wall behind you. I crouch again, daring you to come at me once more. "Is this what you had in mind?" I laugh softly.
ROPEMASTER: Seeing the blow coming, but not prepared for the speed, I whip my head to the side just in time to roll with the blow, to lessen it's impact.
ROPEMASTER: I straighten up and rub my jaw, still smiling at you "No...to be honest, not exactly what I had in mind"
ROPEMASTER: I then show you that I too am fast...and rush forwards, at the last moment, dropping to my rear to slide along the floor, my left arm hooking your right leg, carrying you backwards and to the floor because of my weight and momentum...then driving my right elbow into your stomach! *
BATGIRL: With a gasp, I double over instinctively, hot flashes of pain radiating from my stomach through my body. Through my pain, I snicker at you, "Interesting idea of foreplay."*
ROPEMASTER: Chuckling, I move to my feet, gripping your right wrist, then spinning around several times...finally releasing you to slide along the floor to ram into the far wall! "Well...you struck first, if I remember Batgirl!" *
BATGIRL: Tiring, and now dizzy, I get up slowly, my disorientation obvious. My lack of response bolsters your sense that I am weakening.*
ROPEMASTER: "You want to play rough. Alright then!" I move quickly to you, easily blocking your blows, then as you move to give me a round house kick, I catch your ankle in mid-air. I look in your eyes, and smile broadly, then drive my fingertips of my other hand into the nerve center of your thigh...deadening your leg. I release your leg and step back. "Your move, Batgirl!" Laughing *
BATGIRL: Realizing that my kick has been disarmed temporarily, I lunge at you just below the knees with the full force of my body, pressing you back and onto the floor.*
ROPEMASTER: "And...you mentioned 'foreplay', as I remember" I say as I roll with you....using your momentum to flip you over my body onto your back over my head
ROPEMASTER: I roll over to land, straddling you, my ass driving downwards into your stomach. "This IS exciting!" I then drive my fist in a short punch at your chest, striking your bat emblem square! *
BATGIRL: I lose my breath for a second, my heart racing, your weight now too much for me to overcome. I struggle against you, my strength noticeably waning.*
ROPEMASTER: I stand up...my left hand gripping the stiff cloth of your costume between your breasts and lift you to your feet before me....I look at you...your eyes glazing...you gasping for breath...."Yes...this IS turning me on, Batgirl!" I say and then drive my right hand in a short upwards shot into your solar plexus! *
BATGIRL: My body goes limp before you as I fight to catch my breath, no longer able to fight against you.*
ROPEMASTER: "But, no matter how fun this is...I didn't draw you here to beat on you, Batgirl" I turn you limp body around and thrust you face forward against the wall.
ROPEMASTER: I take your wrists and pull them back behind you, and reach one of my pouches for a coil of rope, then quickly and expertly bind your wrists together at the small of your back *
BATGIRL: As I catch my breath, I begin to struggle again, this time my fear of what you're capable of driving me. My struggling is to no avail. My head drops forward, chin at my chest, my eyes closed, as I listen to you, waiting for your next move...*
ROPEMASTER: I take another coil of rope...and loop them around your elbows...then pull the rope tighter...slowly forcing your elbows together behind your back *
BATGIRL: My struggling to catch my breath combined with the severe blows to my chest begin to make me dizzy, my body beginning to wobble slightly, then pitching back suddenly against you as I let out a gasp before I lose consciousness*
ROPEMASTER: "Hmmmmm...this is a very interesting fabric that your costume is made of" I remark to myself as I slowly run my hands down your bound arms. I then pull you away from the wall by your bound arms. I easily toss your unconscious form over my broad shoulder and carry you from the room.
ROPEMASTER: I enter another room. Very large. This room too is furnished as the 'dungeon' set that you encountered upstairs. But, whereas the pieces there were flimsy props, everything here is sturdy and real. *
BATGIRL: I groan softly as I awaken, my eyes wide at the realization of what you have in store for me. I begin again to struggle feebly.*
ROPEMASTER: "Ahhh...awake! Good!" I say as I lay you upon a table. I press a button and several steel straps spring out to pin you to the table, wrapping across your chest, your waist, your hips, thighs, and ankles. I then slowly start to explore your body, searching for hidden weapons. First I remove your utility belt and set it aside *
BATGIRL: I glare at you, no longer amused at our little tryst. I say nothing, but lay perfectly still. As you explore, I feel my lips getting wet. Your warm touch heats the cloth of my costume as your hands work their way over my body.*
ROPEMASTER: The steel straps are loose enough for me to move you so that I may examine even your sides...and back. The straps only to keep you pinned to the table. I am expert in my search. My hands probing and exploring. "By the way, Batgirl. This is very interesting fabric. What is it?"
BATGIRL: I say nothing, refuse to look you in the eye as your hands roam over my body.*
ROPEMASTER: I pull several hidden miniature weapons, and picks, and items I don't recognize from your costume, gloves, boots, and areas where your 'armor' forms. I set them too aside. I flip the switch so that the straps flip back into the table, releasing you. I grip you by your shoulders and stand you up before me. *
BATGIRL: I laugh. "Taking an awful big risk there, aren't you?"*
ROPEMASTER: I smile and turn you around....then grip your bound wrists. I lift them up with my left hand...raising them higher and higher, forcing you to bend over more and more.
ROPEMASTER: "A risk? I would suppose so! But, that is part of the thrill!" I then start to 'search' your costume between your legs...first by kicking your legs apart, then running my hand slowly along your inner thighs...then crotch. *
BATGIRL: I groan as I begin to feel pain, mad at myself for allowing you to know you'd gotten to me, but the pain curiously enhancing the feeling of your warm hand between my thighs, against my crotch. Once again my nipples harden, pressing against the cool interior of my costume. A small involuntary moan escapes my lips, and my back instinctively arches as though a lover were caressing me.*
ROPEMASTER: Smiling, I lift your bound arms straight up behind you, forcing your head between your legs. You see me smiling down at your through your spread legs, my hand slowly rubbing your crotch back and forth...to and fro *
BATGIRL: I gasp as I feel the first sensations of an orgasm begin to rise, pulse within me, my thighs beginning to quiver against your hand. I can no longer suppress my moans as you bring me to the brink of orgasm. "oooooohhhhh...." I pant...my body taking control of my responses...*
ROPEMASTER: "Hmmmmm...the cloth isn't exactly ... ahhh...moisture proof," I gloat as I feel your heat and the fabric starting to moisten between your legs. I press my palm harder upwards against your crotch...my fingers stroking forwards against your clit.
BATGIRL: I want sooo badly to grind myself against your hand, to satisfy myself with you, but I know I cannot allow that. Your hands against my crotch, the feeling of your fingers against my clit, finally push me over the brink. My body shudders as the waves of orgasm surge through my body, my juices soaking my crotch, the breath escaping from my lips in a loooong deep moan that ebbs and flows with the pulsing of my lips, my clit against your hand.*
ROPEMASTER: I straighten you up. Then untie the rope at your elbows, placing the cord back into my pouch. I then untie your wrists, and quickly, before you can react, knowing you are disorientated because of your orgasm, I spin you around, and bind your wrists again before you. I reach overhead and pull down a hook and attach it to your bound wrists. I step back and touch the winch control at my belt, and watch as your wrists are taken over your head until you are standing only on your toes before me*
BATGIRL: Still panting from the force of the orgasm, I look down at you, the pulsations in my body continuing, keeping me at the brink. I can feel my wetness against my thighs.*
ROPEMASTER: I move around you closely examining your 'armor'. It is apparently impervious to cutting. But...what of the stitching at the hems??
ROPEMASTER: I take out a small Xacto knife from my pouch and extract the blade. I move to your right side....ahhhhhh...there! A seam! I touch the edge of the knife against the thick stitching. It parts. I smile up at you. *
BATGIRL: I struggle against the ropes, achieving only a small swing of the hook as I struggle. My head hangs down, my eyes boring into you, my mind racing, wondering...when you will stop...*
ROPEMASTER: I retract the blade, then move to take a cuff attached to a chain that disappears into the floor and attach it to your right ankle. I move to the other side and repeat the process with your left. I touch another button at my belt and the chains rattle into the floor, spreading your legs...wider and wider....your feet now leaving the ground so you are suspended by your wrists, your legs spread wide apart.
"Now...to remove some of this costume!" I chuckle as I move back to you, extending the blade once again *
BATGIRL: Tired, frustrated, demeaned, I quietly mumble to you, "Why?" I look deeply into your eyes for clues to your soul, hoping to find the answer there. Your eyes betray nothing.*
ROPEMASTER: Slowly...carefully...taking my time and enjoying the process....I slice and cut. Removing piece by piece of your armored costume. First removing the sections at your thighs and calves, leaving your boots alone. Then along your belly....removing the large section and revealing your flat, muscular abdomen. I step back and whistle in appreciation!
"Why not?" I chuckle *
BATGIRL: I smile half-heartedly, feigning appreciation of your little joke. The heavy breathing my position requires forces my abdomen and my breasts to rise and fall with each labored breath. "What are you going to do to me when you're finishing having your little fun?"*
ROPEMASTER: "Why...rape you, of course! And then rape you again!" Laughing, I move back up, and remove sections from your sides...then your back....leaving the section along around your chest and pelvis alone...for now. I remove the sections that cover your arms, leaving your gloves alone.
"Hmmmm...the more I bare of you Batgirl, the more I want to see! heh heh heh!" *
BATGIRL: "So, you can only get women by raping them, apparently?" I goad. I laugh, mocking you once again. "Too bad you never get any women who would have sex with you willingly, huh?"*
ROPEMASTER: Examining your chest now, I note that a section covers each full breast, with another section between them that your bat-emblem is attached to. I think I will leave that. I start slicing the stitches around your left breast. Then I remove the section, baring your luscious breast!
"Ha! Ha! Ha! Where is the fun in that, Batgirl?" I laugh as I move to cut away the stitches at your right breast plate *
BATGIRL: Uncomfortable at the thought of my bare breasts, my outer shell having been removed and my naked body laid just short of bare, I struggle again against the chains. My legs barely move with so little slack. The muscles in my thighs grow taut and tense with the struggle, pulling against my still aroused pussy.*
ROPEMASTER: I whistle in appreciation as I remove the breast plate and bare your right breast. Your hard nipples are not unnoticed by me.
"Now then, I imagine that you have to relieve yourself from time to time while wearing your costume, so I imagine that there is an easier way to...ummmm...gain access to you" I chuckle as I bend over to closely examine your armored briefs. *
BATGIRL: My head drops back in disgust as I realize how close you are to knowing how wet you've made me. I groan and continue struggling; my thighs alternatingly move closer to your face as you bend between them, studying my costume.*
ROPEMASTER: "Ahhhhhh...I knew that I would find something" I remark as I find the hidden catches that allow the removing of the crotch of your briefs. I undo them at the front, and then move behind you and undo the back of it, baring your pussy to the air. I catch your scent immediately and inhale deeply, savoring your scent. *
BATGIRL: I instinctively moan when I see how aroused you are, then catch my breath escaping, holding it, releasing it slowly. My pussy is hot and throbbing; I realize it is beyond my control, and the more annoyed I get, the more aroused I get. The soft white skin of my inner thighs glistens with my wetness, as do my lips and my clean-shaven mound.*
ROPEMASTER: I move back around you. "Now, you wonder exactly what I am all about, don't you? Well, to answer your earlier question, yes...I can have sex with women without kidnapping them." I move up closer to you and reach up with my right hand, resting it lightly over your left breast, slowly moving my palm in a slight circle...stimulating your nipple.
"However, bondage is what REALLY turns me on. Binding beautiful women, very tightly, in very strict positions of severe discomfort. Nothing excites me like hearing a woman groan, seeing her writhing helplessly." I move my left hand up to trace your face just under your mask
ROPEMASTER: "And, I can tell that you are a beautiful woman, despite your mask" I chuckle! *
BATGIRL: "Well, then, you'll be happy to know I'm in severe discomfort right now," I say matter-of-factly. "Now let me go."*
ROPEMASTER: I take a step back to examine you, and smile up at you when I truly notice your shaved pussy.
"Must be because of the tight costume, eh Batgirl?" I guffaw as I move closer to rub my palm against your bare pussy.
"Hmmmm....methinks you are enjoying this" I move my hand back to my face, and looking you square in the eye, slowly run my tongue along my palm, licking up your juices from it. *
BATGIRL: A deep breath escapes quickly from my full lips. I feel compelled to watch you, aroused despite myself. Just then, a click in the corner of the room distracts me. My eyes widen in disbelief. "A videotape?" I question.*
ROPEMASTER: "Of course! I always tape my conquests!" I then touch the button that controls the chain overhead, and it clacks upwards...stretching you even tighter. I lick my lips as I see your lithe body’s muscles becoming more defined.
"Lovely body you have Batgirl."
BATGIRL: I groan as my muscles strain against the pull of the chains. I am unable to speak momentarily as sharp spikes of pain run the length of my arms to the fingertips. I dare not move now, to do so would cause the pain to be that much more unbearable.*
ROPEMASTER: "Actually...several tapes. There are five cameras in this room. Taping you and your reactions from every angle. Some automatically follow me. Some are close ups. I will edit them all together later. Perhaps even sell them to the folks here in Gotham. Heh heh heh"
BATGIRL: I swallow hard. Nothing to this point has caused me such fear as the thought of those videotapes. The fear is obvious in my eyes, as I use them, the only weapon I have left, to burn holes through you.*
ROPEMASTER: I move to another area and get a vibrator from a drawer, and turn it on. You hear its buzzing before you see it as I move back before you. I slowly run the tip over and around your clitoris. *
BATGIRL: The state of arousal I am in at that point forces me over the edge as soon as the vibrator touches my clit. The room fills with my moans, interspersed with groans of pain as my body writhes with each contraction of my tight pussy.*
ROPEMASTER: "I think you know what's coming up next. Heh heh heh. But, first I better make sure that this stays where I put it." I shove the vibrator into a back pocket and then get another length of rope. I wrap it several times around your trim waist, then knot it at the small of your back. I take the end and add a large knot in the middle and then let it hang loose. I get the vibrator again and move back to teasing you....running the buzzing tip slowly over and around your clit again. *
BATGIRL: My body once again is racked with spasms as I cum so hard my juices are now streaming down my thighs.
"OOOOOOOOHHHHH" I scream, the sounds echoing in the room, reverberating as if there were scores of women orgasming at your touch.*
ROPEMASTER: As I start to move the edge of the vibrator between your legs and against your pussy lips, I move to take your left breast into my mouth, sucking your hard nipple between my teeth....then tracing it with my tongue, and flicking the tip back and forth. *
BATGIRL: My body grinds into the vibrator, riding it, hard. "ARRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH" I scream as the chains cut into my wrists hard, digging so deeply they draw blood. My arching back pulls my weight against the chains, sending searing pains through my body, the pain combined with the swift hard strokes of the vibrator making me cum over and over and over until I feel I can't take anymore.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH.....OOOOOH GOOOOODDD" as my body shudders uncontrollably.*
ROPEMASTER: I move my mouth to suck your right nipple between my lips, as I move the tip of the vibrator to part your hot and swollen pussy lips....then slowly start to press it upwards. It easily sliding into you. I lightly chew your nipple, rolling it between my partially closed teeth. *
BATGIRL: I clench my teeth together, the slight pain on my nipple making me cum once again, the chains digging. As my body shakes against you, my head back...
"ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH" screams of pleasure are now indiscernible
from cries of pain as my breasts pulse against your face in rhythm to my orgasm.*
ROPEMASTER: I press the vibrator all the way home, deep within your writhing and helpless body. I turn the vibrator to full!! I reach between your legs and bring forward the rope, bringing it up then knotting it at the rope around your waist, the knot I tied now
nuzzling against your clit, the rope now vibrating against it with the vibrator within you. I step back to watch your reactions, greatly excited by you. *
BATGIRL: "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH...OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH....OOOOOOOOOOOMYGGGGGGOOOOOD" I
scream as the vibrators slams soooo deep inside me, filling me, the rope grating against my clit, rubbing it almost raw....
“ARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHhh”....the rope against my clit provides a painful pleasure as my pussy tightens then releases around the vibrator....
squeezing it sooooo tight, my lips enflamed, my pussy soaked, my body shaking as I cum, covering the vibrator in my juices.*
ROPEMASTER: As you rock in your suspension, lost in your orgasms, I undo the cuffs at your ankles then lower you back to the ground. As you continue to shake and shiver, I untie your wrists, and turn you around, binding your wrists again behind you, taking the end of the rope after knotting it off and attaching it to the rope that bisects your crotch, so your hand movements will also move the vibrator within you, and the knot at your clit *
BATGIRL: Now unaware of anything but the pleasure in my pussy, my arms pull hard against the rope as my body shudders without break...
“ARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHH”....the rope pulls hard up between my lips, my juices soaking it...lubricating it so that it now slides easily between them....
“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”...the world around me is faded as I can hear only my own screams, feel the vibrator deep within me, shaking me to my core....*
ROPEMASTER: I take more rope and loop it above your elbows, and pull it tight, forcing your shoulders back, and thrusting your proud breasts out...making your elbows touch behind you. I then take the rope and pass it around you...first over your breasts...then under them. Tighter and tighter! Your breasts now jutting out in protest from your strict bondage. *
BATGIRL: My screams are now screams of pain, loud shrieks as the pressure on my firm breasts increases until I can bear no more.
"ARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGgh" I scream...begging you to stop...pleading "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" gasping for air as my body continues to convulse with orgasm even through the unbearable pain, actually making the pain worse with each contraction.*
ROPEMASTER: I reach around you, and pull you back against me. My cock pressing hard through my pants against your ass as you writhe erotically against me. My hands take your full breasts, and I slowly start to massage them...kneading them...pulling on your hard nipples. My breathing hot and heavy with excitement against your ear. *
BATGIRL: Desperate for the heat of a cock inside me I grind my ass against you, not caring about the consequences, the unbearable pain it causes me to move. I press my ass hard into you.
"UUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHH" I scream, my panting punctuating my screams. The wetness on my pussy has spread to my ass, soaks through your pants, so that my heat draws you against me harder.*
ROPEMASTER: "You are truly excellent, Batgirl! Well worth the wait and the expense" I breathe in your ear as my left hand now roams down your flat bare belly...my fingers splayed wide to draw lines down your exquisite stomach. *
BATGIRL: I continue to gasp, unable to speak, my pussy nearly numb from the vibration, small explosions of orgasm still filling it with each passing moment. The spiking pain in my wrists shoots up my arms, causing me to writhe against you, my belly pressing against your touch.*
ROPEMASTER: Your loud groans turning me on more and more, I know that I have to rape you soon or else I will explode! I thrust you on your belly onto the floor. I take another length of rope and take your right ankle and fold it against your thigh, looping the rope around your leg, pinning your ankle against your thigh. I then do the same with your left leg, pinning your ankle back against your thigh. *
BATGIRL: "UUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMPPPPH" I groan loudly, my face against the floor, the cold concrete of the floor against the fire of my nipples making them still harder.*
ROPEMASTER: I then take another rope and run it through the ropes that bind your ankles to your thighs, then up to your bound elbows. I pull the rope tighter and tighter...bowing your body backwards more and more....finally securing the rope, knotting it back at your ankles. Your knees spread wide. *
BATGIRL: My hard nipples brush against the floor as my body rocks against you. "OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH" I scream as the ropes simultaneously stroke my clit and cause my body to writhe in pain. Tears stream down my face as the pain becomes more than I can bear.
"AAAAAAAAAARrrrrrrrrggggggggggh" I scream continuously, my voice faltering as I begin to come again.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH" I scream, then whimper as the waves of orgasm once again rack my contorted body.*
ROPEMASTER: I roll you over onto your back and your bound arms and legs, your body arched belly upwards. I get a facial harness with a penis gag from my pouch. I move to you and insert the rubber phallus into your mouth. Then fasten the straps about your head. They enhance your eyes. Your lips lovely around the gag. Your struggles and contortions exquisite!!
BATGIRL: "Mmmmmmmmmmppppppphhhhhh" My screams, now muffled, but just as loud, reverberate as I rock my body, beginning to struggle against the ropes, my senses returning. "UUUUUUmmmmpppph" is my muffled pleading for you to stop, but I know now you are ready to rape me, and that struggling against you will be to no avail. Nevertheless, I risk the pain, scream my muffled cries
"MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmpppppppphhhhh!!!!"*
ROPEMASTER: I then get a pair of nipple clamps from my pouch. They are attached together with a light silver chain that sparkles in the light. I take your right nipple into my fingers....pulling...tugging...
twirling....teasing it. Then I attach the first nipple clamp to your hard pink nipple. *
BATGIRL: "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMppppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the muffled shriek coming loud and long and now distinguishable as such, piercing through the room, bouncing off the concrete walls.*
ROPEMASTER: I then tease your left nipple...pulling...twisting...
pinching...then attaching the clamp to it. I run my left hand over your arched straining stomach as I pull and move the chain in my right hand from side to side...up and down....pulling your nipples. I lick my lips with lust. My breathing heavy with excitement. *
BATGIRL: The pain and pleasure now intermingled, my muffled screams continue to fill the room.
"UUUUUUUuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmppppppppppppph" White hot bolts of pain pierce my nipples through, shooting down to my pussy through my breasts. My clit throbs, as a hard tug of the chain puts me over the edge once again.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHH!!!!!" comes my muffled cry of pleasure as my body spasms, my screams and cries continuous now.*
ROPEMASTER: The more you react the tighter I want your bondage. The stricter the position. A few more things and I know I will be ready. I first roll you back over onto your belly. I take a thin cord and knot one end to the back of your facial harness at the top of your head. I then pull your head back with the cord...bowing you even more severely (!!) then fasten it to the rope at your elbows. I then lower the hook from overhead and attach it to the ropes between your ankles and elbows. *
BATGIRL: My eyes widen in horror, as I become terrified of what you plan. I scream more loudly than any spasm of pain or orgasm as heretofore caused. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
The pain begins tearing through my body, my brain just short of shutting down.*
ROPEMASTER: I stand up and press the button at my belt to start the hook upwards. As you rise into the air, you are bowed more and more!! I undo my fly and my rock hard cock finally springs free. Hot and red and throbbing to invade you. You rise into the air. Now suspended before me. I move up to you and slice the rope the holds the vibrator within you, and pull the wet instrument from you with a "sssshhllllluuuuuppppppp!!" *
BATGIRL: A gasp escapes around my gag as the vibrator is released. My pussy, tight, hot, throbbing, still pulsing from the overwhelming orgasms spills juices as the vibrator slips out.*
ROPEMASTER: I stop the winch when your hips are level with mine. I grip your knees and spread your legs wider apart, and step forward between them. My cock straining forwards, my hands slide forwards to your hips and I rock you back, and impale you!!
"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Feeling the pleasure from your pussy *
BATGIRL: "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....
UMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPhhhhhhh I scream as the heat from your cock radiates through my body. My pussy clenches hard around your cock, gripping you tightly, the friction against your throbbing cock making it pulse harder.*
ROPEMASTER: My left hand moves to the chain that runs to the ceiling holding your suspended in your hogtie, to rock you against me, and my right hand moves under you, to grip the chain that dangles between your breasts from the nipple clamps. I rock both of them now...as I thrust...deeper .... and harder....into you. *
BATGIRL: *MMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHH" my muffled screams fly through the room, filling it.
"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMPPPPH" I moan into the gag, as I cum over and over again, soaking your cock, my juices running down onto your balls as you relentlessly force yourself inside me.*
ROPEMASTER: "Ohhhhhh....gooddddddddddd....yesssssssss" I groan with ecstatic pleasure as I feel your pussy muscles working around my cock. I thrust harder, rocking you with the chain...pulling your nipples. *
BATGIRL: I spasm violently, the ropes cutting into and abrading my delicate skin. "UUUUUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmp!!!" comes my cry of pain.*
ROPEMASTER: Your pussy hot and throbbing around my cock with your orgasms, feeling your juices running along my balls. I groan again as I feel myself building up within my the greatest orgasm I have ever had. *
BATGIRL: My body prepares for you to explode inside me ..the crest of another orgasm approaching as you reach climax. Your cock is squeezed sooooo tightly and sooooo deep inside me.
"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHH" I come with a force so strong it rocks me on the hook, pressing me harder into you...pulling me away from you...the hook swinging me on and off of your cock.*
ROPEMASTER: My eyes taking in your superb body, bound tightly and severely with my ropes. Your groans of helplessness and pain filling the room, my ears, and my brain. I pull you back hard, thrusting deeply!! And finally start cumming...erupting within you with a fury never before experienced!
ROPEMASTER: "AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" *
BATGIRL: "UUUUUUUUUmmmmmmmmmmppppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhh" my body explodes as your hot cum fills me.*
ROPEMASTER: Spurting again and again within you...each spurt coming with each back stroke of your rocking. *
ROPEMASTER: "Ohhhhhhhh.....Goddddddddd!!!!" I cry out in immense pleasure! *
BATGIRL: The rocking slows, the pain subsiding as the motion decreases, my pussy still hot and throbbing wrapped around your cock.*
ROPEMASTER: Breathing heavily now...I release the chain between your nipple clamps...my hands slowly running along your sides to your hips and thighs...holding you against me as my cock finishes spurting my cum deep within you. *
ROPEMASTER: I finally...with great regret...step back and from within you. I slowly spin you before me in your suspension. Finally stopping you when you face me, your head bent back so I can easily look into your eyes.
"Damn! You are an excellent fuck, Batgirl!" I grin down at you. *
BATGIRL: My screams finally begin to subside as the motion stops, my wrists and ankles cut from the ropes, from my pussy to my ass is covered in a mixture of your cum and my juices. Spent, I glare at you and mumble something obviously flippant, muffled by the penis gag.
ROPEMASTER: I touch the winch control at my waist and lower you back to the ground. I then undo the hook from you and then pack myself back in my pants. *
BATGIRL: I lay there, waiting to be untied, vowing revenge quietly to myself.*
ROPEMASTER: I reach into my pouch and pull out a small spray bottle.
"Now, this will react with a chemical in your ropes. After about...ohhhhh...2 hours, the ropes will weaken enough so that you will be able to break them. By that time I will be long gone" I then spritz the spray along your body and the ropes that bite deeply into your flesh. *
ROPEMASTER: I turn and move to the door. I stop and turn back to blow you a kiss, wink at you, then shut the door behind me, leaving you bound helplessly on the floor behind me. *
BATGIRL: Exhausted, I collapse, cold and naked on the cement warehouse floor.*

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